9296/Moonstone in Manhattan

Moonstone in Manhattan
Date of Scene:	27 December 2021
Location:	Financial District
Synopsis:	Glimmer fights Moonstone and loses, and Moonstone bullies the girl purely because she can.
Cast of Characters:	Karla Sofen, Chloe Sharpe

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Karla Sofen has posed:
The joy of being able to alter your own external appearance was that when bored she could come up wtih something new. And for Moonstone, theoretically without any sort of warrants to her name now, coming up with a new costume was quite easy. In this case, a full bodysuit of a bright red color, a purple domino mask on her face, and her hair tinged with red light flame highlights. On her chest was a large flare of fire setup in the arc of a pair of matches.
    THe fun was simply going on a casual rampage under something made up. Manhattan street, going to flash a hand to yank up two cars in the air, mash them together, "I could do with an encore.."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe The sound of metal crashing into metal attracts the attention of a nearby Chloe, in her civilian clothes as she walks a bag of groceries back to her apartment. She peers about, ducking into a nearby alley to set her bag of groceries aside, her clothing shed behind a dumpster as civilians flee from the powerful display. Within a minute, clad in a costume of warped light, a light blue leotard with yellow boots and gloves, she mounts a nearby car, standing tall over the crowd and letting a series of glittering sparks fly to grab your attention, "Halt, evildoer! You're no match for the heroics of... GLIMMER!" She emphasizes the name loudly, clearly playing to the crowd and... actually assuming a pose. She beams brightly, clearly enjoying herself.

Karla Sofen has posed:
The figure wearing red would just smirk over at Glimmer, "Who re you supposed to be? Princess Sparklepants?" A taunting given over to Glimmer as she would go to raise up a hand that was holding the cars up, them maneuvering along as if tied to her fingers, "Well, you can call me Miss Match". Then her hand would twist to the side, and the two cars would be hurled towards Glimmer, "Now catch."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe :tries to respond, "Its Glimm-" She blinks, its all she has time for as two cars are thrown directly at her. With perhaps impressive skill, at least for a normal human, she actually leaps into the air, dodging just in time as the cars surge under her with a crunch of metal. She actually pirouettes in the air, clearly more trained for style than substance as she lands on the street below. Looking a little alarmed, but trying to keep her attitude, she stammers a bit, "I-it'll take more than that, evil-doer! Now! Taste the radiance of JUSTICE!" Her voice, a faint southern inflection heard, is clearly quite young. Still, her powers appear real, as her body glows with an incredible luminescence, akin to a powerful flash grenade directed at you.

Karla Sofen has posed:
There's an 'argh' from 'Miss Match' as she would be blinded. "Well, little brat, now you've gone from something amusing to something to be flat." She would cover her eyes, her hand going up to fire several photon blasts, glowing streaks of golden energy from her hand! But she's not firing at Glimmer herself.. But rather the cars that had just been oddged that had fallen on the ground.

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe actually offers a girlish cry of surprise as the blasts of energy roar past her, one knocking a car down the road, the other making a car behind her explode. She's not invulnerable, but luckily she's face enough away that only the shockwave hits her. Launched a few feet forward, Glimmer barely manages to turn the launch forward into a controlled fall, hissing in pain and offering a low 'oof!' as she settles a few feet from you on the ground. Stunned for a second, she's unable to keep up the intense luminescence. "Owww..."

Karla Sofen has posed:
Now that she's not blinded, and has a better idea of where her adversary is, 'Miss Match' would go to fly in at high speed, darting and then going to try and grab Glimmer around the neck if possible, lifting ehr and going to charge up her fist, if she could grrab the girl not choke her but lift her up, other hand going to if so hold it about six inches from her face, glowing with energy.

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would have her little gasp of surprise cut off as the much stronger and faster woman puts the shorter blonde into a headlock. She'd be effortlessly light to the stronger woman, cheeks a bit wet from pain she's not quite accustomed to. Having just seen that hand fire off a blast of plasma, she looks more than a bit shaken. She peers up at you, that glittering domino mask not doing much to hide her fearful expression. She's hardly hardened. Tone almost pleading, she quietly asks, "W... wait... T... Time out?" She tries weakly to push away from you, hands at your chest and stomach as she tries to resist. But she's only human.

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would hold Chloe by the next, and 'Miss Match' would grin, "Keep on going like that, the time out we're going to have is playing 'Pop Goes the Weasel'. It means I squeeze your head until it pops like a zit. Litlte girl, I love to see someone so young and dumb that likes this little game. And you lose." Fist still glowing.

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe freezes up, nodding fervently, "Ah... O... Okay. I lose. I lose. You win." Her tone is placating, a bit fearful. She's a bit ditzy, but you've more than demonstrated you're several weight classes higher than her. She averts her gaze a bit, finding it hard to look you in the eye. "What... what happens now?"

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would grin, "Well, we have a few options. One, you can amuse me. Two, I can find you're annoying and pop you like a zit. OR play catch with you. Or juggle. That's where I throw you into things and see what makes you go pop. So.. Be a good girl and dance for me."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe blinks a bit at the request. She peers about, as if to say 'you're holding me in the air...' But thinks better of correcting you. Instead, awkwardly, she squirms against you, letting her lower half sway to a tune that isn't there, gravity pressing her against your powerful form. "Like... like this?"

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would go to drop Glimmer, "Yes, dance for me. I don't know.. Like you're on the mickey mouse club. Dance and sing something." She would keep her hand glowing. "Or I cn play a game with you called -splat-."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe gasps softly, looking alarmed. She holds her arms out in front of her, folded a few inches in front of her chest. To a childish tune she starts to hum, she turns left and right, swinging her arms in an exagerrated motion. Its difficult, given your lock on her neck. But she genuinely gives her best effort, clearly terrified you'll make good on your threat. "Hot... dog... dance"

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would grin, "That's adorable. Really, you're so incompetent.. Is there like a camera crew following you? Did you win this as a prize on a tv show? Keep it up." She would fire a few casual photon shots a few feet away from Chloe. "Faster!"

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would nearly fall from your grip as her squirming intensifies, fighting back tears of stifled anger and embarassment as she quickens the motion. "Hot Dog Dance! Hot Dog!" Her figure would jostle a bit, the illusory nature of her costume becoming more apparent. She looks torn between wanting to run away, or get you back for this.

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would just smirk, "Well, that's what you're good for. Now put some more movement over to it. And get something to cover your face with. I'm thinking a bag. As it's not going to last much longer." 'Miss Match' having a very specific idea of how the costume worked, it seemed, as it flickered.

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe looks more confused than alarmed at that, "W... what? What do you mean?" She doesn't exactly have anything on her. She doesn't carry weapons or equipment on her, especially in her civilian clothes. Still, at your demand, her domino mask shifts its design to cover the entire top half of her face, still glittering prettily.

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would grin, "Well, you haev to hold that bit up." Her gesturing at the mask. "I'm guessing at the rate you're whipering like the little girl you are you can't make it up much longer. So I'll lend one to you of course.."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe peers about, squirming less with a dance and more trying to wriggle out of your grip ineffectually, "Wh... what do you mean? What are you..."

Karla Sofen has posed:
'Miss Match' would hold up one finger, and saunter on over to a garbage bin. Yanking out a paper bag that had been someone's thrown away lunch, she would go to poke two holes in it for 'eyes'. then go over nad shove it on Chloe's face.

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would look relieved as you approach the ground, then much less so as you approach that garbage bin. Its not the filthiest paper back, but the shame of having it forced on her has her protesting audibly, "No! Stop it!" She's wrestle her head left and right, until you managed to stuff her head into it. She glowers up at you from behind the bag, baby blue eyes full of frustration.

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would put it on, "Now, you're welcome. I'm sure that stupid thing on your face will fade quick enough. or do you want everyone to see who you are when that little glowstick you're wearing fades off as you're too helpless to keep it up? I'm doing you a total favor here."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe blinks behind that paper bag, any thought of dancing long gone as she simply processes her words. No longer victorious or heroic, a girlish voice pleads, sounding on the verge of tears, "Y... you wouldn't... You can't..."

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would hold her fist back, "I can do whatever I want. You're not in any place to stpo me. I'm doing you a big favor by not putting you through a wall ro just hanging you from a flagpole for everyone to see."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would shiver, unable to protest with death itself clenched, ready to strike. "D... don't..."

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would smile, "Well then dirt girl, run. Run as fast as you can and as far as you can. And I might not try and shoot you in the back while you do so."

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would tense for just a moment as she's dropped to the street level. Bag on her head, fighting the growing urge to sob in shame and defeat, she sprints away. As quickly as normal human legs could take her. Which, to your senses, might as well be slow motion.

Karla Sofen has posed:
Karla Sofen would let her run, going to fire a few photon blasts way over the head of Glimmer as the girl would run, them detonating at low power over to just spray the area in sparks while 'Miss Match' would continue to cackle madly, it building up and echoing far as the girl would flee!

Chloe Sharpe has posed:
Chloe Sharpe would gather what remains of her bruised ego, her first outing as a superheroine... less than successful. Still, she at least distracted the woman long enough for civilians to flee from the scene. That minor victory lets her spin it in her head as a very, very small win.